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Paragliding-a heady high!



Incredible.Amazing.Exhilarating.Uplifting.Intoxicative.Electric.Soul stirring. Exalting. Inspiring.. or quite simply Out of the world. Running out of adjectives here to describe my first experience of paragliding.

It was such a wonderful experience that I’m hooked for life and I intend going back to do the beginners course. The joy of free flight really is hard to describe. It is something I always wanted to do and I finally did it.(The one in the yellow glider is me) My dad’s death has put in me, this compelling sense of urgency to live life to the fullest and experience every joy that life has to offer. and to do things that you always have wanted to do, but kept putting off.

It was a tandem flight and the instructor was with me. Therefore it was not scary at all, but simply amazing.. As I floated there, in the sky, with the birds, and with everything hundreds of feet below me, the sense of peace and joy I felt was invigorating.
I’ve always looked up towards the sky and seen birds flying and imagined what it would be like for them.I actually for the first time in my life, while I was paragliding, looked down and saw the birds flying, below me! That sight is etched in my memory forever.

There are many experiences in life that make you feel that you are truly alive. This is definitely one of them. It shows you the power of Mother nature. We had driven to this hill and then trekked for about 15minutes to come to this truly amazing spot. There was a very strong wind and a view that made you feel you are in paradise. Even for those who did not fly that day, simply sitting on that hill, and feeling the wind in your hair, while hundreds of feet below, life went on, itself is an unforgettable experience.

And as you fly you remember that you are so insignificant and such a tiny spec in this vast universe. The worries you have are so temporary. The stress you feel just whooshes away and the memories you make last you a lifetime.

Comments

  1. wow! just wow! I could never ever ever do that!

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  2. Hi Priti,

    I love the way you've related your tandem paragliding experience.

    I'm a paragliding pilot and have often felt the very same feelings and have to say that you have described the experience beautifully.

    You must learn to fly soon. You will surely love the serenity and the exuberance of a solo soaring flight.

    Peace Bliss & Happy Landings

    Astrid Rao

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  3. Anonymous12:00 PM

    Paragliding is something which is there in my bucket list. Was so thrilled to read your post.. :)

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